Ana Shen stood by the bed, looking at Qin Qiubai who was about to wake up, feeling a little nervous for the first time in a long time.
The vines, weeds, and wild flowers that grew wildly in the room were drained of all their life essence as Qin Qiubai's breathing became more and more steady.
These life energies gathered into a river like fireflies all over the sky, and penetrated her body as she breathed and breathed rhythmically.
Her body, which was pale and shriveled due to being in bed for a long time, became rosy and plump bit by bit.
"Are you really ready?"
The clown's face condensed with black mist floated on Shen Yan's shoulder. While admiring the scenery of the river of life energy, he said: "If you regret it, we can terminate her recovery at any time."
"Memory is the source of all pain. The fact that you can live as heartlessly as you do now is all due to the memory you lost."
The clown's head made of a dark room circled around Ana Shen, and crazy tones came to him from all directions: "In that memory, there are the favors you accepted, the debts you owed, and the promises you made. I wish. Once you pick it up, all these will turn into shackles, trapping you firmly!"
Ana Shen answered expressionlessly: "Many times, human beings endure the pain of growing up, not to achieve a better self, but more because they are unwilling to let down their past."
The clown's face suddenly stopped in front of Shen Yan, staring into his eyes with mocking eyes: "Then have you ever thought about what if you were a villain who did all kinds of evil in the past?"
Ana Shen's expression was startled.
"Why do people selectively forget a certain memory? You have pretended to be a psychiatrist, so you should know a little bit about it."
"Lost memories are like thrown away garbage. Why did you throw it away? Isn't it because that memory is so dirty that you can't accept it?"
This time, Ana Shen was silent for a long time.
He remembered the scene when he woke up for the first time after losing his memory.
It was in an open-air garbage dump. In addition to garbage everywhere, the surroundings were also covered with animal carcasses. Mainly stray cats and dogs, with some scattered crows and sparrows.
At that time, his consciousness was too groggy to think much. Now recalling that scene, Ana Shen could clearly detect something strange in it - those animal carcasses radiated around him with himself as the center of the circle.
So...are they dead because of themselves?
Ana Shen couldn't help but feel panic.
This panic was not because of the dead cats and dogs, but because he was worried about whether there was really something wrong with his past self.
"I lived in an orphanage until I was thirteen, and there is no problem with that memory."
"After I was thirteen, until 2134, I was collecting evidence of Chen Gengnian's crimes. But when he escaped punishment under the pretense of mental illness, I began to see the monsters in other people's heads."
Ana Shen frowned, and her face became a little pale due to excessive mental exertion: "From that time on, my mental state began to become unstable, until I tried to reach out and touch those monsters for the first time... I I remember it was 2135...it's 2139 now, and the first time I woke up after amnesia was 2138 - that's not right!"
Ana Shen's pupils lost focus and murmured in disbelief: "I always remember it was one year...how could it be three years?!"
At this moment, Qin Qiubai finally absorbed all the life energy of the surrounding plants, and slowly opened his eyes with a soft cry.
Ana Shen suppressed the distracting thoughts in her heart, looked at Qin Qiubai intently, and said in a soothing voice as much as possible: "Teacher Qin, you finally woke up, how do you feel?"
Qin Qiubai's eyes gradually regained focus and saw the person in front of him clearly: "You...are you Shen Yan?"
"Where is this?"
Qin Qiubai looked at the unfamiliar room and the unfamiliar bed he was lying on, and subconsciously stretched out his hands to prop himself up to sit up.
"puff--"
And as she exerted force with her hands, the roots hidden in her body instantly surged out of her hands and penetrated directly through the entire bed board!
"ah!"
Qin Qiubai was startled by the sudden change, and subconsciously raised his hand to cover his mouth. The thousands of roots growing out of his hand were like dozens or hundreds of sharp blades, cutting the wood under the bed board along the previous incision. into pieces.
Fortunately, the frame of the treatment bed is made of alloy. Although large sparks were generated when it collided with these roots, there was no breakage.
"do not move!"
Ana Shen hurriedly reminded: "Take a deep breath, feel your body, imagine that these threads are part of your body, take a deep breath and let it retract -"
Qin Qiubai breathed rapidly and glanced at Ana Shen uncertainly.
After waking up, he found that he was in a strange environment and his body had undergone strange changes. This made Qin Qiubai's nerves extremely nervous.
Ana Shen stood aside and tried to sound sincere: "This is a nursing home. You were injured and became a vegetative state. I saved you."
"Teacher Qin, listen to me. You control your body first and take back these roots. I will explain the rest to you slowly."
Qin Qiubai gasped for breath and frowned, as if he had recalled something.
She felt like she had had a deep and long dream.
In her dream, she was trapped in a deserted town. Dilapidated streets, crumbling walls, and fog everywhere.
The town was deserted, but the noise of people kept ringing in my ears. It was as if someone had lived in her head and kept chanting weird notes.
She tried countless ways to escape from here, but she was always trapped in the fog and wandered around the town.
Until not long ago, a towering tree grew up in the center of the town. Qin Qiubai climbed onto the tree, and the tree crown broke through the clouds, taking her away from the misty world.
"That big tree..."
Qin Qiubai subconsciously looked at her hands. A large number of white threads stretched out from the ends of her fingers. Although these threads were still very fine, she still felt the same aura as the big tree in her dream.
Thinking of this, Qin Qiubai slowly calmed down and closed his eyes.
Upon seeing this, Ana Shen immediately reminded her: "Feel its existence with your heart. Feel that it is an extension of your body and a part of your life."
"It's like controlling your hands and feet, even closer than your hands and feet -"
Qin Qiubai sat on the bed with her eyes closed. Under Shen Yan's reminder, her expression gradually relaxed, and the roots that were originally as straight as a magic weapon also softened, and even twisted slightly unconsciously.
Soon, these roots began to retract, like slender and lively nematodes, slowly retracting into Qin Qiubai's body along her fingers.
